Album – Venus Genesis
On the wall, the plan of a medieval city.
This seat has feet of great finesse, designed for a use beyond the functional.
In this architectural space, the nude is nourrished by the mathematical properties that are reflected on the lenticular mirror.
She lies down on the couch and the perfection of his vertebral column is emerging along its body
“Your building are just lures. I cannot be seen in any reflection”.
The nude whose the position displaces the body shape appears as a cubist volume.
It is set only on ephemeral contact points.
This precarious balance defies the gravity by the swelling of muscles that betray the inner transformation into monstrous proportions.
This is the slow metamorphosis identical into a immemorial Venus .
The curved face and the extension of the torso where the breath gushes, carve the furrow of the rib cage.
It is a struggle between the bones and flesh, a simultaneous vision of a body full of vitality and its inert structure.
The light is placed on the female triangle, decent and smooth.
The breath has come along this body to reveal its duality.
The vertical light cut the body in its silhouette. It would be into darkness if it was not lit by the double of the dazzling thread, reflected by the cavity of pristine shell.
The light source is redefined at the place of the nude whose body seems to emerge from this primitive aura.
The perspective widens on the entire image, and by a reversal scale, the slot of light can be transposed to the one that generates the human specie.